Rosy Fragrance Poem by C. P. Sharma

When I come, love you swear
On my going, you shed tears
I neither come, nor do I go
I am oceanic love my dear

I just unfold petal by petal
Soon within you, I settle
I am a bud, for you I bloom
For you, I ever change costume

Merging we turn into perfume
Into thin air we dance and zoom
Tickling lover's heart, we heirloom
We know not the parting gloom

The rose and the fragrance never die
The world never heard their parting cry